Love Of Music

Chapter Four: Just helping Yoongi/Suga (SMUT)

*Suga point of veiw*

Ugh...today is already gonna suck. I was up all night working of this song and i still don't like it. Why am i even doing this? I could be sleeping.

"Fuck..." i lean back in my chair closing my eyes.

Ten minuets have past and i am just starting to get tired when someone knocks on the damn door. Are you serious?

"Namjoon i'm not done!" I yell not wanting to get up.

"First of all i am not Namjoon." my eyes open hearing the voice and i sigh getting up.

"Ya?" I open the door to see Nina standing in the doorway in a short black dress with boots on.

"You've been in here all day. We were all gonna go out if you want to come." She smiles her eyes glowing in excitement.

"Nah. I'm good. I have to finish this. Have fun." i wave shutting the door as she walks away. After sitting at the damn computer for another hour i give up and lay on the couch.

I doze off without even realizing until i'm woken up by another knock at the door. "Ugh. What?" i wait. Of course no response. Assholes. I get up off the couch and walk over to the door opening it rubbing my eyes. To my surprise and apparently hers it was Nina.

"I thought you guys left?" i ask

"Ya 4 hours ago." she says he arms crossed.

"Shit, i slept that long?" I turn around walking back to my set up gesturing for her to come in.

*Nina Point of view*

I throw my arms up "Suga! You can't keep staying up like this!" I walk into the room shutting the door. "Why don't you just ask for help?" i sit on the couch sighing.

"Because I don't want help. I like working by myself. Less bullshit."

I grit my teeth sucking on my inner cheek in anger. Are you fucking kidding me....i sit dead silent knowing if i saw something it will only make it worse.

"I know you have something to say. Spit it out." he sneers getting irritated.

"You won't let any of us help you. You're being an asshole." i bark back leaning forward ready for the fight. He may be my Bias but right now i'm considering my options.

He looked at me surprised "Wow."

"What? Never had anyone tell you the truth and be blunt?"

"Not really. Everyone is kind of on eggshells around me"

I raise an eyebrow "Pardon my language but thats fucking stupid" i lean back against the couch. "I'm not scared of you at all"

"Clearly, especially with the way you talked to me." He chuckled "Kinda sexy but still."

I sit forward surprised. "What? You're messing with me right? Cuz getting yelled at isn't what i would call sexy"

*Suga Point of view*

I'm still in shock from her yelling at me but that question i took very seriously. "No i am not messing with you. I'm not Taehyung." I raise my eyebrow. She begins to stutter just at the mention of his name, I got her right where i want her.

"How..."

"You really think i was gonna walk to get food? Hell no. But by the time i got back to the practice room you were already busy." I turn toward her leaning forward onto my knees. "I wasn't very happy. So Taehyung must be your favorite with how quick you let him-"

"He is not!"

She shouted over me. I can't believe that. I decide to push her a bit. "Oh then who is?"

I see her face turning red, ya i figured she wouldn't answer. I sit back turning my chair.

"You're my favorite.." she says looking away

I stopped dead in my tracks. Literally. I turn back surprised "Me? I don't really seem your type."

"Wanna bet?"

I pull off my jacket tossing it to the floor. "Ya i will take that bet. What ya gonna do to prove it? Strip for me?" i tilt my head.

"You think i won't?" she leans forward inches from my face.

"You tell me. Better yet show me." i say challenging her.

*watchers point of view*

Nina laughed at his challenge pulling her coat off throwing it to the side. Yoongi can see she is wearing a black collar on that matches the wrist cuffs for her outfit.

"Those are cute." he says smirking

Nina turns walking away and turns on the music in the studio and walks back over to him. "You don't know me. So dont challenge me." She straddles his lap grinding and rolling her body against him pulling her black dress off smirking watching him grip the arms of his chair.

Yoongis face didn't say much he just sat no real reaction his hands and hips told another story. He was gripping his chairs arms so hard he almost broke them. He watched her growing more and more impatient.

*Suga point of view*

I almost couldn't take it anymore. I can't believe she had the nerve to tease me. "Thats it." I grab ahold of her hips pressing my now throbbing erection against her ass. "Grind. Because if your gonna try to tease me do it right" i demand. She began to grind on me exactly how i told her, the fact that she does what shes told just makes me want her that much more. I run my hands through her short hair yanking her head back as i let a moan escape from my lips. I could feel Nina becoming wetter as she shuddered. I turn my chair pushing her against the desk as i stand up. "Don't move."

*Nina point of view*

He told me not to move but i really want to test his patience. The second i here him undo his zipper i grind against him again smirking. WIthin seconds of me teasing him he pulled my head back by my hair as he slapped my ass hard my skin throbbing. I yelp from the pain and pleasure "Yoongi that hurt."

"Good. It was meant to. Do as your told kitten."

I shiver hearing him utter those words into my ear. His hand slides my panties down rubbing his throbbing member against my exposed slit. I let out a whimper.
"Tell me what you want." he demands.

"I want you. Please?" I whine not being able to handle it anymore

I hear him chuckle "Come on you can do better"

"Yoongi please fuck me" I moan, he grips my hips slamming into me roughly jerking me forward and i let out a moan trying to cover my mouth.

"Don't you dare. I wanna here you moan for me."

I grip onto the desk moaning loudly with each thrust of his hips.
"Yoongi! If you keep doing that i'm gonna-" I couldn't even talk.

He pulled my hair yanking my head back. "Good girl! Cum for me!" he moaned more as i got closer to my climax and his to from the sounds echoing through the studio. I wanted to wait but i couldn't hold it anymore. i arched my back gripping onto the desk moaning loudly. He slammed into me again gripping my hips roughly digging his nails into my skin drawing blood moaning as he finished. He was almost breathless. I was i couldn't steady my breathing as my legs buckled out from under me as i hit the floor. I sat on my knees for a minute still gripping the desk before turning myself around. He leaned down grabbing a handful of my hair pulling me forward smashing his lips against mine aggressively biting my lip before pulling away "If anyone asks You were helping me write." I nodded still sitting on his floor. He let go of my hair walking away to the couch. I would have gotten up but i couldn't have even if i wanted to. Maybe i'll try later.